Kathleen, now the happy promised bride of noble Ralph Chainey, could not keep back the tender tears as she crossed the threshold of the familiar rooms; but Daisy wiped them away, begging her to look at her new dress. "The people will be coming presently, and you don't want Mr. Chainey to see you with pink rims around your beautiful dark eyes," she said, gayly, and hurried her into the beautiful white dress costly enough for a bride. "And here are these diamonds, Kathleen, that he gave you to replace those that you lost by the villainy of Ivan Belmont," continued Daisy, lifting a set of glorious diamonds from their white velvet bed. They slipped through her white fingers like rivers of light, and Kathleen uttered a cry of rapture. "They are worth a fortune! Oh, how good Uncle Ben is to me! I must put them on and go down to him, Daisy." But when she was going along the hall in the beautiful, bride-like robes, she paused suddenly at the library door. "Daisy, I must go in alone to see papa's portrait first," she said, and tears came into the lovely eyes as she crossed the threshold. Again she knelt before the portrait, weeping for the loved and lost, but suddenly Uncle Ben came in and stood by her side. "He wronged you, my darling, and left you to fight the bitter battle of poverty alone. How can you forgive him?" She put her hand in his, and answered, sweetly: "My step-mother was to blame, I'm sure, Uncle Ben, and so I have never harbored one unkind thought of my dear, dead father; and, oh, what would I not give if he were alive to-night to bless Ralph and me in our happiness!" "My angel daughter!" cried the old man, and he flung aside the disfiguring disguises in which he had masqueraded while unmasking his wicked wife. There he stood, tall, dark and handsome, although with a sadness that would never leave his face--Vincent Carew, her beloved father! She flew to his arms, and they had a blessed half hour of sacred rejoicing and love. Then there came a light rap on the door. It was Ralph Chainey, handsome as a prince in his evening suit. "They told me to come here for you, my darling! Oh, how beautiful you are!" he cried, taking her into his arms. Vincent Carew came forward into the light. "See, papa has come back to me," she said; and he smiled on the pair of lovers. He had had a rooted antipathy to actors, but for Kathleen's sake he was willing to accept Ralph Chainey for a beloved son-in-law. Kathleen had whispered to him that she was to marry her lover soon, and he shook hands most cordially now with the young man ere he turned away and left them together for a few sweet moments before they joined the guests. Ralph took beautiful Kathleen in his fond arms, and kissed that radiant face with adoring love. "My love, my bride so soon to be," he whispered; and then she drew him away.